Lyrics Madam Butterfly (Un Bel Di Vedremo) - Malcolm McLaren

Madam Butterfly (Un Bel Di Vedremo)

Back in Nagasaki I got married to Cho Cho San
That was her name in those days
And I was her man
I’m going back to visit her
She got a problem
She got a little Cho Cho
Cho Cho San was her name
And this is her tale of woe
Take it away Cho Cho
Today’s the day when I see clear
A tiny thread of smoke appears
Where blue skies fall upon the ocean
And shake this staid emotion
All the while I sing this song
I see a dot on the horizon
Growing bigger every second
Gleaming white in my direction
Who on earth can it be
Coming up the path for me?
What on earth will he say?
Shall I run to him or run away?
Freaking out, he’s come to get me
My feet are stuck but just won’t let me
Run to him do I dare?
Madam Butterfly don’t blow it
Calling Butterfly, Madam Butterfly
That’s the name he used to give me
He’s my man till the day I die
Oh, sweet Butterfly, so sweet Butterfly
She’s waiting
He’ll be back, I have faith in this love track
Pinkerton’s the name
Lieutenant Colonel Pinkerton, sir
U.S. Navy
I’m a bounder
I married a Yankee girl
But I went back to visit old Japan
Where there she was, Cho Cho San
Gotta have something to believe in
My white honkey, I do miss him
Someday soon he’ll come around
Just to stop my nervous breakdown
Call me fool, call me stupid
Bend my arrow kill this cupid
Say it with me
He’ll be back
I have faith in this love track
Calling Butterfly, Madam Butterfly
That’s the name he used to give me
He’s my man till the day I die
Oh, sweet Butterfly, so sweet Butterfly
She’s waiting
He’ll be back, I have faith
Cho Cho San
My little wife
My sweet butterfly
That’s the name I’ll give her
When I return
Little sweet sweet Butterfly
I hear him crowing faintly
He thinks I’m just still sweet sixteen
I guess I’ll tease him gently
Calling Madam Butterfly
His angel plucked right from the sky
Hide my baby in mystic places
I feel the fear that I might die
Right in his arms and his embraces
Softly kissing my eyelashes
Got no right, no right to doubt it
Ain’t no doubt, no doubt about it
Call me fool, call me stupid
Bend this arrow kill this cupid
I have faith I’ll always pray
My white honkey’s here to stay
Calling Butterfly, Madam Butterfly
Butterfly, Butterfly have no fear
I’ll be back to wipe your tears
Oh, sweet Butterfly, so sweet Butterfly
She’s waiting
I’ll wait for him with unshakable faith
He’ll be back
He’ll be back
I’ll be back